Cosmo & Wanda lyrics

by

DC The Don



[Intro]
That’s good, yeah
Yeah, go (Go)
Go, Yeah (f*ck it)
Yeah (Oouu)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go

[Chorus]
Looked in the mirror, that's the only n*gga that I got competition with (Yeah)
Lovin' my baby for real, I ain't doing no exhibition sh*t (Yeah)
Ayy, like Donny gotta get on my show, he ain't gotta do no audition sh*t
I just been countin' my shrooms on the road, now a n*gga all suspicious, sh*t

[Post-Chorus]
She ain't from where I'm from, Pocahontas, b*tch
She like me, now she down for all kind of sh*t
I don't play with these ho's, I demolish sh*t
I come back all the time, it's astonishing
She said, "Boy you is to oh-oh-ooh-woah"
You ain't gotta act modest kid
I ain't modest, that's lowkey ironic, b*tch
I’ve been thinkin’ about getting some percs, off the donnis I switch up the Prada

[Verse 1]
I switch it up, tryna run straight to the bag
I’ve been sprinting all night chasin’ rings like I’m Sonic
Ever since that I’ve made me some money I’m boujee as f*ck, no I can’t eat no motherf*cking Sonic
Like, “hell nah, ew” making a young n*gga vomit (Yeah)
Throwing up purple guts, while my sh*t look cosmic (Ah-ha-ha)
Cosmo and Wanda, I’m wishing for profit
Run that sh*t to the moon, give it back to the projects (Ah-ha-ha)
Yes, I’m MVP, going too hard, five star talent (Donny)
Living a rock star life (Yeah)
Yeah, this sh*t can be damage
Gave it to me, I took it and I handled it
n*ggas prolly never would manage it (Oouu)
That’s why it let’s me nah-nah-nah-nah
A n*gga made it less stranded (Oh)
[Chorus]
Looked in the mirror, that's the only n*gga that I got competition with (Yeah)
Lovin' my baby for real, I ain't doing no exhibition sh*t (Yeah)
Ayy, like Donny gotta get on my show, he ain't gotta do no audition sh*t
I just been countin' my shrooms on the road, now a n*gga all suspicious, sh*t

[Verse 2]
Big talker, I’m done, sending shots
I’ve been tryna get him done
Tryna pop a X but it ain’t working (Boo)
Do I love you bae?
No I don’t, you ain't a [?] (Yessir)
Ayy, but of course I’m missing you as if you my own (Yeah, yeah)
Slap in the face, and then tell me I’m wrong
Hey, and I hate when a b*tch tryna run back game, tell her “Leave me ‘lone” (Yuh)
Ayy, we got cyber love baby, this sh*t only lastin’ when we on the phone
Leave a spare key under the mat every motherf*ckin' night ain’t nobody home

[Chorus]
Ayy, Looked in the mirror, that's the only n*gga that I got competition with (Yeah, yeah)
Lovin' my baby for real, I ain't doing no exhibition sh*t (Yeah)
Ayy, like Donny gotta get on my show, he ain't gotta do no honest sh*t
I just been countin' my shrooms on the road, now a n*gga all suspicious, sh*t

[Post-Chorus]
She ain't from where I'm from, Pocahontas, b*tch
She like me, now she down for all kind of sh*t
I don't play with these ho's, I demolish sh*t
I come back all the time, it's astonishing
She said, "Boy you is to oh-oh-ooh-woah"
You ain't gotta act modest kid
I ain't modest, that's lowkey ironic, b*tch
I’ve been thinkin’ about getting some percs, off the donnis I switch up the Prada
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